In the hush of twilight’s gentle fold,
Where shadows dance and stories are told,
A tender embrace, soft and warm,
Shields the heart from every storm.

In the lullaby of the whispering breeze,
Amidst the rustle of the leaves,
Comfort wraps around weary souls,
Mending what life’s trials stole.

Beneath the stars’ watchful gaze,
In their light, worries slowly fade,
Here in the cradle of night’s gentle arms,
Find peace away from the world’s alarms.

Let the quiet of the evening’s grace,
Fill the void with its soothing embrace,
For in the heart of night’s serene art,
Lies solace for every aching heart.